Daniel Beck Guion
Page 3 of R-16
This will acknowledge yours of March 17th, written from Totouche and received here on April 4th, the day after I mailed my last letter to you..
It looks to me as if I know more of what is happening down there than you do, mainly because Lad is so dependable and regular about keeping us posted by airmail, 3 or 4 days after writing we know what is doing. Probably by the time you get this note you will know that Lad is now working for the Socony-Vacuum people and expects to be sent to their camp at Pariaguan. He himself does not yet know where it is or what kind of mechanical work he is expected to do, nor does he mention the salary he is to receive. His last letter states he also has not yet been paid by I A. Ted has sailed for home and expects to arrive in New York next Monday via Grace Line.
I also have your two letters enclosing the engineering reports which of course I shall keep for you. These both arrived on February 1st. The report of the New York office being closed was not true.
I was very much interested to read of your finally finding the thing you wanted to do and that you intend to come back in the fall to study geology. Would you like to have me get any information for you as to colleges, courses of study, etc. Just say the word and I’ll perform. It would be nice if you could get all that is coming to you from I A and starting May 1st, work for this other firm in Venezuela until say, September, so that you would have earned enough to carry you right through college without worrying anymore about paying for it.
Helen Plumb showed me your letter and the photo of the Phantom snake. If you have any more films developed, why not send the prints along to file in the scrapbook. It would be livened up considerably with a few illustrations scattered here and there through the text matter.
I am glad the way things are going is not getting you down. Your philosophy is right: get all you can out of the thing while you can. You are doing your job, or at least are there to do whatever you may be asked to do, and if they don’t ask you to do anything, you can’t be blamed for that. I’m glad you are sticking at the Camp, because if those higher up were looking for some excuse to fire employees or refuse to pay them, the fact that you quitted the camp without leave might furnish the required pretext. Therefore, if this other job pans out at all I should grab it quick, not only because Inter-America will probably fold up anyway, but because you will be getting presumably a higher rate, and will be paid promptly, but will be building up your educational reserve fund, and most of all, will be giving you some additional experience which will be valuable both from the standpoint of increasing your knowledge and experience, but will, in the eyes of your future employers, be an advantage.
Alfred Peabody Guion (Lad)
Aunt Anne ((Peabody) Stanley, with her two children, Don and Gwen) has been up and gone. She has purchased a new Plymouth which she has had Carl (Wayne, a friend of Lad’s) Simonize for her.
I received on April 11th your letter written April 5th, containing some very interesting news regarding the Diesel installations and the new job. I had hoped another letter would arrive today giving the details, but maybe it will be in tomorrow. You did not say how much they are paying you, nor did you tell us one item of news which both Aunt Helen ((Peabody) Human, sister of Arla Mary (Peabody) Guion, my Grandma) and myself were hoping you would mention and that was whether Max (Mr. Maxidian, President of Inter-America, the company that brought Lad and Dan to Venezuela in the first place) actually sailed on Monday as he was expected to do. We wondered if it were so hot for him down there with your vivid picture of jail life before us, that he had decided even Tom Dewey’s treatment would be preferable and had skipped. But we don’t KNOW.
You don’t need to hesitate about cashing the draft because Monday the checks from the State came through, which I endorsed with your name and deposited to my account in the bank, so that makes us all straight on that transaction. I have also taken care of your insurance premium — paid it today as a matter of fact. Doctor Clark has just written asking for payment, which of course I have been unable to take care of. With this, the loan, the amount owing at Reads and Meigs (two Department stores in Bridgeport) and certain other incidentals, I am afraid the total bill will amount to about $300, plus or minus. I am hoping that back salaries will be forthcoming before May 15th when taxes are due.
Ted (Human, the uncle that was hired by Inter-America to over-see the construction of a road from Caracas to Maracaibo, and brought his nephews along) has written he will have to go to the hospital when he gets back as his liver is very wrong yet. Aunt Helen is trying to decide whether to call for him at the boat with an ambulance or whether to take him to a hospital in New York, New Rochelle or Bridgeport.
Am much pleased to know you are settled in a new job and hope it will be the kind of work you like and one in which you can show what sort of specimens we produce in little old Conn., USA.
Tomorrow and Sunday I will be posting more letters from the World War II Army Adventures of my Uncle Dave, Grandpa’s youngest son (18 years old).